"This question is a bit abstract." Hu Wei rubbed the stubble on his chin seriously and pondered: "What you see may be a dream, no, it is an illusion! Everything is something you imagined. How can a coconut tree grow in the desert? The cactus is almost the same."

"It makes sense," Wang Xiaofeng nodded, "Does it take to see through the illusion? In order to find the Holy Water Pool?"

"The Buddha said, "A sand, a world, a leaf, a bodhi." If you can see through the illusion, you will have the possibility of becoming an immortal and becoming a Buddha on the ground." "Get out, do this!" Hu Biao looked at the black line on the forehead of his dad beside him, "You are playing with angels and demons!"

"Xiao Feng," Zi Yan asked again, "What is the mission reward?" "This is the priest assessment task. Once completed, you can become a formal priest."

"I'm going, I thought it was a super reward," Xuanxuan stood up and ran to the stairs, "a waste of my time."

"Ah! Have enough food and drink," Hu Biao stretched out his back, "Sleep a nap and go online to upgrade, and strive to make a move tonight!" "Together." "Same as the same as you go", "I'm so tired, go back to upgrade." "Brother Xiaofeng, I'm going to swipe monsters, it's time for charming sister to swipe dishes." "Yes."

"Uh, okay." The tea was cold when the person left, and a comrade Tu Liu leaned against the seat and sighed. He washed his face quickly and rushed back to the game. Don't be buried in the yellow sand.

Keep walking, find the pool of holy water, and plant the fruit of hope.

Keep walking, is it going to the end of the sea and the rocks? A comrade looked up and saw that the vast yellow sand was like a girl's flying scarf, making people want to explore the mystery under the mystery. What kind of trial is the mysterious pool of holy water, the fruit of hope.

With doubts and curiosity in his heart, he stepped into the road ahead with yellow sand dancing, lifted the veil, what could he see?

In that ward, the warm-toned walls were slightly lit as the patient liked, and turned into a faint yellow color in pure white, like a beach under the blue sea and blue sky.

The wound on the abdomen can no longer involve any pain. This is the result of her training over the years and the satisfactory answer given by current developed medical skills. Sitting on the hospital bed, flipping through the holographic web page on the terminal on her hand, and reading the information she has read for many times.

Where has he gone?

It seems that the last hero trial suddenly disappeared for twenty-four hours. Apart from his friends under the same roof, the one who knows his situation best is that she, who is thousands of miles apart. Intelligence analysis shows that she is a strong point when she is trained, and his news is perfectly updated every moment.

The first Shenmu is too famous. Many players want to obtain his upgrade method. Various paparazzi and detective-like "researchers" are constantly following him, and some people have conducted initial compilation, so it is not difficult to restore his daily activities.

Some boring monster-brushing upgrades to fight equipment, which makes people shine and stunning. The deep and powerful words of thought-provoking, the success of the First God's Majesty is not based on the hidden lucky value.

Is he still waiting for himself? If he goes back, has he forgotten himself? What about the bracelet on his wrist? Has he been replaced and abandoned by him? Although he has been constantly giving his negative answers, he still has some uncontrollable anxiety and anxiety.

Every girl who falls in love may have had this kind of worry about gains and losses. Confidence and reason will take a step back at this time, allowing simple and pure thoughts to take over the grasp of the heart.

Dongdong. This is a gentle knock on the door.

A nurse who was reading books by the bed stood up quickly, tidied up her wrinkled nurse uniforms slightly, and gave a smile to the girl who was smiling on the hospital bed. "Please come in."

The group of seven or eight people walked in, including men and women, a little serious. The person in the lead was the man in gray who often appeared, with a clear smell of smoke on his body, and he must have just cut off the open flame.

"You go out first." The man in gray said. The nurse looked at the girl sitting on the bed, and until the latter nodded gently, she walked out of the ward door with her book in her arms.

"It's a good recovery," the man in gray smiled a little on his face. He moved a chair and sat by the bed, waved his hand to the hem behind him, "Look for a place to sit, we'll stay here for a long time today."

"Uncle Feng," she frowned on the hospital bed, her calm and soft voice exuded a little dissatisfaction, "I have officially withdrawn and will not accept any tasks anymore."

"Haha, I don't know," the middle-aged man was not as sharp as usual. Facing the sharpest sword in the organization, he couldn't raise any power. "Send you another mission, your father must kill me. I'm here today, there is something to ask you for help."

She was slightly stunned, a little uncomfortable with the character Binhua at this time, "Help?" "I don't have any intention of ordering you, just treat it as a friend who has been working with you for so many years, and I personally seek some help from you." "Well, Uncle Feng, I will do my best."

"I'll be talking clichés so soon," Uncle Feng shook his head and smiled, stretched out his hand at a secretary beauty behind him. The latter opened the document he was holding and handed over a color photo. In today's era, there are still not many documents retained on paper, and they are usually confidential documents. "You should know this person."

"Yeah." She responded with a slightly red face, either that person. Suddenly, her pretty face turned cold. When she looked at the man, she unconsciously showed a little chill, which made the latter tremble all over.

"Your dad knows it too." Just this sentence brought her back to a shy state.

The uncontrollable distraction was captured. The middle-aged man touched his chin. There was indeed a story here. "He is a professional player. Now in the game, he is called "Wind Wind". The real name is Wang Xiaofeng. The photo is behind his home address and current address."

She couldn't help but frown. This was the common tone whenever she submitted her target to assassinate. It wouldn't be...

The man in gray didn't notice her face and still said to himself, "It's very interesting that it took us a long time to find his previous information." He took out another photo and placed it in front of her, "You should know him earlier."

"Huh?" "Ye Lan, the number one poison thief in Asia back then, all of his three sets of assassination skills were improved by us and used as textbooks for training you."

Looking at the two faces that are very different, but there are many similarities. Twenty percent of the appearance adjustment is enough to make people unable to distinguish their original appearance. The tones of the two photos, one black and one white, convey a sharp contrast, a contrast between the cold and unrestrained and the gentle and sunny.

One is the god of death walking in the darkness, and the other is the dad with a warm smile on his face. There is no common point between the two. No, there is still something in common, his eyebrows, the shape of the curve that has never changed.

"Cough!" The man in gray shook his head and smiled bitterly, interrupting her daze, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The best agent under his command was wasted by a man, and the girl was outgoing. "This time I asked you for help, it has something to do with him. First of all, we hope you can pull him to a person called "Blood Battle of the Bafang..."

She shook her head gently, but she directly interrupted the man in gray, "Sorry, Uncle Feng, I can't let him do anything for me."

"You listen to me first," waved her hand and told her not to worry. "The influence of virtual online games is too huge now, and there are some deeper things involved. We have to pay attention to the symbolic meaning of virtual territory alone."

"The guild of the bloody battles in all directions is one of many guilds established by the military, but we lack experience in the management of such game guilds. The guilds we focus on are all ineffective, and this bloody battles in all directions are still a bit promising."

"I will hand over the scattered forces trained by our department into your hands. If I can't bring this poisonous thief, hey, in jargon, it should be called the First God's Hermit now. If I can't pull him to the bloody battles, then let him help you develop these forces, it shouldn't be difficult."

"I haven't promised to help yet, I just said to do my best, and I can't do this." She stuffed the two photos in front of her under the pillow, and there was a slight smile on her face. The man in the Central and Southern China was slightly stunned. He hadn't seen her smile so lightly for a long time.
Chapter completed!